Nearly 25 years =
ago I was walking on the Great Wall, touring the Forbidden City and =
venturing deep underground to see the Ming Tombs. My thoughts were =
captured by the many poets and philosophers of China and the deep adages =
and sayings of that culture. My favorite Du Mu poem was "Pien River =
Blocked by Ice". Here is a rough translation of its four =
lines
“For a thousand miles along the river, when the ice =
begins to close,
Harness jades and girdle jaspers tinkle at the =
jagged edge.
The drift of =
life is no different from the water under the ice
Hurrying eastward =
day and night while no one notices.”
Sometimes the surface =
of our daily life looks the same, the routine seldom altered and seems =
it will go on forever the same. But day by day, often unnoticed in =
the daily routine, the years keep moving on from birth toward =
eternity. So many of my friends will not stop the hypnotic reverie =
of life to prepare for the certainty of death and the day of reckoning =
to come. Until it is too late. I would hate for any grif.net =
reader to face God in that final day unwarned or unprepared. =
~~
Dr Bob =
Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"